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ROCK     OF    AGES 


BY 


AUGUSTUS    MONTAGUE    TOPLADY 


WITH 


DESIGNS    BY    MISS    L.   B.   HUMPHREY 


Engraved  by  John  Andrew  and  Son 


BOSTON: 
LEE    AND    SHEPARD,    PUBLISHERS. 

NEW   YORK: 
CHARLES   T.   DILLINGHAM. 


Copyright. 
1878. 

By  Lee  and  Shepard. 


All  rights  reservea. 


Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee! 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood. 

From  Thy  riven  side  whirh  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power 

Not  the  labors  of  my  liands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law's  demands ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone. 

Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring; 
Simply  to  Thy  Cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress ; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace ; 
Foul,  I  to  the  Fountain  fly; 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

While  T  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  eyestrings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  through  tracts  unknown, 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment-throne; 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee! 


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Augustus  Montague  Toplady  was  born  at  Farnham, 
Surrey,  England,  in  1740.  His  father  fell  at  the  battle  of 
Carthagena,  and  he  was  brought  up  in  charge  of  an  exem- 
plary and  pious  mother.  He  was  educated  at  Westminster 
school. 

At  the  age  of  sixteen  Toplady  chanced  to  go  into  a  barn 
at  an  obscure  place,  called  Codymain,  Ireland,  to  hear  an 
illiterate  layman  preach.  The  sermon  made  upon  him  an 
unexpected  impression  and  led  to  his  immediate  conver- 
sion. 

He  became  a  minister  of  the  Church  of  England,  and 
preached  and  wrote  with  self-consuming  zeal. 

In  the  year  1775  his  health  began  to  fail.  His  physician 
commanded  him  to  go  to  London,  where  he  became  pastor 
of  the  French  Calvinist  Reformed  Church. 

In  the  year  of  his  settlement  in  London  he  published  in 
die  Gospel  Magazine  {y\.2iXc\\,  1776)  an  article  entitled  "Ques- 
tions and  Answers  Relative  to  the  National  Debt,"  in  which 
he  adverts  to  the  debt  of  sin,  and  shows  how  multitudinous 
are  the  sins  of  mankind.  By  numerical  calculations  he 
exhibits  the  enormity  of  the  debt  of  the  redeemed  soul, 
which  Christ  has  cancelled,  and  impresses  the  reader  with 
the  transcendent  love  and  value  of  Christ's  atonement 
With  these  thoughts  glowing  Hke  a  vision  in  his  mind,  he 
wrote  the  hymn  beginning,  "  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me." 
He  died  in  1778. 


(^CJl  of  ^^gcs,  deft  for  me, 
^et  uic  hide  myself  in  Sliec! 


OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  Thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 


Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 


/or  tl)ci)  Drank  of  tl)at  spiritual  rock  tijat  follotocti 
tl)cm  ;  aul)  tijat  rock  roas  (lll)rist. 


Cor.  X.  4. 


S^ss^^V-, 


OT  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law's  demands  j 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone- 


■pc  tl)ou  nxv  strong  rock,  for  an  bouse  of  Defence  to 

satje  me. 

Psalms  xxxi.  2. 


Nothing  in  my  hand  I   bring ; 
Simply  to  Thy  Cross  I  cling ; 


ILcat)  me  to  tl)c  rock  tljat  is  l)tgl)cr  tljan  3E. 

Psalms  Ixi.  2. 


AKED,  come  to  Thee  for  dress; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee 
for  grace ; 


Foul,   I   to  the  Fountain  fly  ;     f 
Wash  me,   Saviour,  or  I  die  !     ^ 


^^  tl)e  iSliatioro  of  a  circat  rock  in  a  tocarr)  lanb. 

Isaiah  xxxii.  2. 


HILE  I  draw  this 
fleeting  breath, 

When  my  eyestrings 
break  in  death, 

When  I  soar  through 
tracts  unknown, 


See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment-throne; 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee! 


^et  us  make  a.  joijtu.1  noise  to  thtiMC  1^ 
of  OUT  -Salvation 


It  t|)i$  rock  I  toill  built)  mii  cl)ttrrl). 

Matt.  xvi.  1 8. 


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